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Drifting Away

Drifting Away Maybe they're out there; I just don't know. Maybe somewhere in app world, In the podcast universe, In the far too many...

z-Ekphrastic

Crisp black lines drawn in ink, Centered on canvas, show An octopus riding a skateboard. At first I think, is it moving? What sense does it ...

z-Animals

Early on a summer's day July, maybe August, Try sleeping in. See if you can. The birds will get you up, To go about your day. Take a bre...

z-Animals

Gently blows the breeze, I watch the swaying trees, Breathing deeply here and now, In, out, as I know how. Gently blows the breeze. Mother N...